:48:01
against the willful sons
of old Andronicus.
:48:06
And what and if his sorrows
do overwhelm his wits?
:48:09
Hmm?
:48:12
Shall we be thus afflicted
by his wreaks, his fits,
:48:16
his frenzies, and his bitterness?
:48:18
And now he writes to heaven
for his redress.
:48:21
See? Here's to Jove,
this to Apollo,
:48:24
this to Mercury,
this to the god of war--
:48:27
Sweet scrolls to fly
about the streets of Rome!
:48:33
What's this but libeling
against the Senate
:48:36
and blazoning our injustice everywhere?
:48:42
A goodly humor,
is it not, my lords?
:48:45
For who would say in Rome
no justice were?
:48:50
Lord of my life,
:48:51
commander of my thoughts--
:48:52
But if I live...
:48:56
his feigned ecstasies
shall be no shelter
:49:00
to these outrages.
:49:04
But he and his shall know
:49:06
that justice lives in
Saturninus' health,
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whom, if she sleep,
he'll so awake
:49:13
as she in fury shall cut off
:49:16
the proud'st conspirator that lives.
:49:18
Shh.
:49:21
Calm thee,
:49:22
and bear the faults of Titus' age,
:49:25
the effects of sorrow
for his valiant sons,
:49:29
whose loss hath pierced him deep
:49:32
and scarred his heart.
:49:34
O Titus, I have touched thee
to the quick.
:49:39
Take arms, my lords.
:49:41
Rome never had more cause!
:49:42
The Goths have gathered head.
:49:44
And with a power of high-resolved men
:49:47
bent to the spoil,
:49:48
they hither march amain
under conduct of Lucius,
:49:50
son to old Andronicus.
:49:55
Is warlike Lucius
leader of the Goths?